Well things are a little better in the realm of Typepad comments than they were at this time last week. Far from perfect, our voices have at least been heard, apologies made, and efforts are underway to make it all better. I believe there are some who have jumped the Typepad ship, I, for one, will be hanging in a little longer. As Bob is my witness, I do NOT want to pack up and move 5 years of blogging to another platform. No sirreeeee, I do not have time for that.

It's a busy, busy day -- going surprisingly well. The dog's been walked, breakfast and coffee consumed, one load of laundry washed and in the dryer/on the line, the second load underway -- and I'm taking time from editing photos to share a couple. Two of my faves from this morning. Click for big (they're always better that way!).

Head-to-toe.

Preparations for next weekend's big rummage sale will commence this afternoon. Honestly, it's too late to back out now, but I can't wait 'til THAT's over with.

I'm one of the ship-jumpers. It's not for everyone, that's true. I'm quite happy with my decision, but it involves a lot of time at the computer that could be used to do something else.
Those dirty boy toes make me happy. I'm a big fan of grubby bare feet. They mean only one thing: good big fun, as my grandson would say.

This was the second audio book that I've "read," and I enjoyed it very much -- love a memoir read by the author. I've enjoyed Anthony Bourdain on TV and though I'm sure I'd have heard his voice in my head as I read the words, it was trul...